Once the Caspian Sea was where
the marvellous soul was born
the Sturgeon a long living fish
surely it was torn
between remaining there and swimming elsewhere
which has meant
how they reproduce preventing extinction
has now sent
things into a thoughtful stance
when realising we
especially the well heeled
scoff lots of it and be
wholly sensed to say
they love it
the creamier they feel
no thought for the murdering
which ofcourse is real
that old chestnut profits
not a prophets anywhere
just those braindead idiotics who see wild life
and just see fair
game to go and catch them
and surgically remove
thousands of eggs from females
who were in the groove
the rich the very affluent
selfish to the core
the godly act of laying eggs
creation and some more
enter Mr Caviar
millions of tiny eggs
over exploitation
really we are the dregs
of humanity for certain
our riches all on show
a small cast of thousands
thats if you did not know
long lived and late maturing
somewhat like a shark
with a spindle like body
and armoured scales
a mark
of genius personified
these scutes are very strong
botton feeding in river and esturies
Where they belong
humanity has ways of replacing one word for another
it takes the emotion from the soul
when dealing with the food
we call it ROE
but actually its life creating eggs
designed to further the sturgeons very existence
it has legs
meaning it has great meaning and its
sensitively placed
and removing the eggs for cosumption
in my books has disgraced
the scum bags at removal
for they kill the mother who
wasnt sick and loved her life
a bit like all of you
but she was born
a Sturgeon
in the Caspian sea
and the eggs produced by her
are the caviar we see
those of us that is who feel the need
to bring about
the end of all these whipper snappers
and thats without a doubt
eaten as a garnish
such a waste of life
i hear we eat four tonnes a year
and don’t think about the strife
dont think about creation
the godly gift pursued
just think about our avid guts
yes folks however crude
millions of would be babies
miracles in fact
the rich cannot create them
science hasnt backed
that winning horse not yet i hear
but already what we do
in Spain is take the great control
and farm them
Yes its true
money makes their world go around
and controlling vital forces
taking over the management of wild fish
all the sources
turning them into slaves
larcenists we be
we are going steal their nest eggs
to sell and eat you see
everyone a new life a miracle a seed
to become a baby Sturgeon
thats angelic, indeed
until man and his grasping fingers his heartless selfish
grabbing style
cuts the mothers abdomen and steals her precious pile
it saddens me in so many way
that humanity so stinks
making money out of murder
pots of it one thinks
and now an endangered species
clearly thanks that we
who set about detracting
the angelic beads that be
known by us as caviar
unethical for sure
immoral thats if you ask me
breaking every law
inglorious and ignoble
mans evidence is high
its murder plain and simple
venality most high
we call it a fine delicacy
the most expensive spread
lemon wedges,sour cream,creme fraiche
it has led
the rich to want the blini’s
and some even on toast
eaten from the back of the hand
the way some like it most
we transgress in our wanton way
conscienceless of course
many of us have lost it
that is from our source
for them its like a ritual
an arrestable offence
of murdering the unborn
you are right it makes no sense
Such respect is evident
humiliation too
mothers working overtime
preparing eggs for who?
for the survival of her species
or satisfying those
with more money than
feelings
who truthfully suppose
no matter how unfitting
how iniquitous they be
the munifcence of packing in
the eggs salty and free
such joyless vulgarity
vegans everywhere
Thinking about survival
are now much more aware
they use clean words like harvesting
it all sounds very pure
ultra sounds to find out whether
there are eggs that will lure
the horrid grasping fingers
with stealth and ugliness who
will perform their operations
and remove the roe on view
the coarseness and acerbity
its impious to me
a vegan sits on a higher plain
than the grovelling shits who be
filling their r guts with living souls
unborn but knowing they
in the scheme were starting out
as fry i have to say
but instead must face the stomach dark and
acid as hell
it will be no lark
to perish with the smell
With the excrement
the discharge
that may end again
back in the salty ocean
after a journey of great pain
each fish costs £10000 pounds
mixed with Salt it be
caviar
a case for those
who murder constantly.